Without the emotion of the beautiful, the sublime, the mysterious, there is no art, no religion, no literature.
JOHN BURROUGHSTo be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring – these are some of the rewards of the simple life.
More John Burroughs Quotes
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If you think you can do it, you can.
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I went to the Lake District to see what kind of a country it could be that would produce a Wordsworth.
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The homing instinct in birds and animals is one of their most remarkable traits: their strong local attachments and their skill in finding their way back when removed to a distance.
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It seems at times as if they possessed some extra sense – the home sense – which operates unerringly.
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The city, a place to which one goes to do business, is a place where men overreach each other in the fight for money. But it is not a place in which one can live.
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He is a reversion to an earlier type, the type of the bard, the skald, the poet-seer.
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Nothing. The Infinite knows no time, no space, no great, no small, no beginning, no end.
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There never was a happier or more devoted husband than the male bluebird. He is the gay champion and escort of the female at all times, and while she is sitting, he feeds her regularly.
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There is something very human in this apparent mirth and mockery of the squirrels. It seems to be a sort of ironical laughter, and implies self-conscious pride and exultation in the laughter.
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It is always easier to believe than to deny. Our minds are naturally affirmative.
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One may summon his philosophy when they are beaten in battle, not till then.
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Naturalists, like poets, are born and then made only by years of painstaking observation.
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The distribution of plants in a given locality is not more marked and defined than that of the birds. Show a botanist a landscape, and he will tell you where to look for the lady’s-slipper, the columbine, or the harebell.
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No one else looks out upon the world so kindly and charitably as the pedestrian; no one else gives and takes so much from the country he passes through.
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A sap run is the sweet goodbye of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.
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